Lazy like me

A Poem by Shweta

Just few lines about the height of my laziness.

Consciousness lost at par,
Drunk state of body like an invisible star 🌟.
Boasting in its Paradise,
Useless Sleeps I'm taking,
My Unconcious is preaching.
Loss of Ideas,
Loss of Expressions,
A Nomad is less important in an Exhibition.
Keeping himself deprived,
Hunger he now doesn't recognise.
Shabby like a Beggar,
He looks like a Rag-Picker.
Too lazy to look like a Human,
He needs to be pushed,
To work like an early paper man,
Wants to be a free man.
To be far from 4 walled House,
He wants to be like a free mouse 🐁
Already soaked Energy,
Like rusting Machinery,
Lost feel of eating food,
He forever stays in bed,
Like a lost fool

(For a Lazy like me😂)